The first and most important dream in the collection.
Sometimes it feels so good to realize that there are no phones in dreams. To let the flow process everything you've lived through during the day. To trust yourself to remember it all, to package it, threading memories line by line. Still in bed, still with half-closed eyes, reliving something intense and vivid.
Have you ever had a dream — small, short — that felt like you lived an entire life? Or a whole day? Or maybe you simply flew and remembered that magical feeling of lightness?
What if these worlds are real? What if they truly exist somewhere — maybe even on our planet? Will we ever be able to prove it? I don't know. But I'm certain the mind is always trying to reach consciousness, and what it has experienced and reprocessed is far greater than the tiny fraction that can speak — and later write it down.
I invite you, dear reader, into my dream. The ultimate bestseller of the author's experience. As you read, you may find answers to your own questions, see yourself from the outside — or simply have a good time.
Either way — have a good journey. And look at your hands.
